Only those who risk are free.

I heard this statement a few years back and related to it. At the time, I didn’t really know why.

For me the risk of working a 9-5 and not pursuing my absolute potential scared the crap out of me. I didn’t want to live a mundane life locked down to a cubical like 99% of the world, being tied to a chair working for the man.

I wanted the ability to do whatever, wherever, whenever with whoever working on things I wanted to work on and doing things others weren’t willing to do to receive outcomes other people never would.

But recently I’ve been thinking… am I really that free?

Or is what I do just another distraction from past realities that still have me in a chokehold for the future of what is truly possible in life.

Is every fear just another jail cell waiting to lock me down from my true potential in life?

Is my life truly worth telling people about?

Am I making memories and being a living testimony of the fearlessness life should be approached with?

Am I actually looking fear in the eyes and walking in its direction, rather than walking the other way and playing the game of avoidance we all love to play when life seam unbeatable and scary?

I’ve come to the following conclusion: The only aspect of life that’s winning me over right now, is the aspect of life I refuse to embrace, the life I know I need to face, but have yet to muster up the courage to do so.

The reality of this is I have two options:

1.) Delay obedience to learning the lesson my current most fearful moment is waiting to teach me.

2.) Live a life wishing I had pushed myself past my current potential to see what was on the other side.

The only thing stopping me is my own pride, fear and doubt. But the only antidote to fear is an unapologetic and unwavering pursuit of the inner workings that are completely unknown and just waiting to come out.